I'm The Mpreg Expert

Hi! You can just call me Professor, and my pronouns are they/them. This is my mpreg (and sometimes nbpreg!) (and tfpreg on request!) kink blog with a focus on creative writing. Feel free to use my posts as prompts for your own writing or art, too!!!

DMs and asks are always open, and I'd LOVEEE to make more friends in the mpreg kink space!!!!! Feel free to drop by even if you just want to chat! :]

I don't roleplay with strangers, sorry.

But I do like getting kink asks! ...Even if/when it might take me a bit to respond. I also probably just won't respond if I have no idea how to.

Feel free to make requests, though if it doesn't speak to me I probably just won't respond.

I'm asexual, so my posts will probably reflect that. It's not that I'm sex-repulsed, but I do lose interest at the thought of intercourse 98% of the time.

⚠️ It's also worth noting that I don't want asks about the real-life me getting pregnant: that is a hard boundary. However, wanting me to knock you up may (emphasis on the uncertain "may") be on the table, even if I can't guarantee I'll be good at sexy talk. 😅

Things I'm into:

-Mpreg (the guy always has a uterus, though I may or may not make transness relevant)

-Nbpreg

-Alien preg

-Robot preg

-Interspecies preg

-Constant preg

-Unknown pregnancy

-Pregnancy denial

-Singlets

-Multiples

-High order multiples, though not to a hyperpreg degree

-Superfetation

-Birth

-Difficult birth

-Birth denial

-Clothed birth

-Dubcon

-Medical neglect

-I'm sure there will be more: I'll update this post as it becomes relevant.

Things I'm neutral about:

-Tfpreg (I'm into tfpreg, like, platonically. It just doesn't get me off. I may still write about it anyway, though, especially on request!)

-Noncon

-Monster preg/birth

-Orgasmic birth

Things I'm not into (no judgements, just not my thing):

-Cis fpreg

-Cis mpreg

-Eggpreg/oviposition

-Vore

-Hyperpreg

-Detrans

-Furry (and furry preg)

-Petplay

-Again, will update this post as more becomes relevant. :]

"Why is your icon Sigmund Freud?"

-Inside joke that quickly becomes a very, very deep rabbit hole if I were to try explaining it.

The taxi driver makes smalltalk. He asks what plans he has later today.

"Oh, not much," he lies through a contraction.

The taxi driver nods and makes more smalltalk. "I don't have much else to do either."

He can feel the head deep in his pelvis. He tries to suck it in, somehow, keep it from falling out of his body and onto the taxi seat.

Now, apparently, it's also a matter of hiding the embarrassing fact that he's in active labor to the taxi driver.

"Yeah, me neither," he says with a chuckle that hopefully didn't sound too nervous.

The taxi driver makes more smalltalk. "The weather's nice. Might go on a walk later."

Was it just his increasing terror, or was the taxi going way too slowly?

"Yeah! Nice weather we're having!" Surely he wasn't actually doing this. Surely, he wasn't actually talking about the literal fucking weather with a taxi driver on the way to the hospital so he can give birth somewhere else than this backseat.

He was trying so fucking hard not to start pushing and giving birth to this goddamn baby in the backseat of a taxi through his clothes.

The taxi driver makes more smalltalk. "Sometimes, I like to go on walks just before sunset. Really take in the sights."

He's really starting to sweat now. He feels the pressure of the head threatening to spread his legs and split him open. He can't keep this up. He can't. He can't stop himself from pushing. He can't keep this act up. He should have just called for an ambulance. He can't stop himself from pushing and giving birth. He can't. He can't. He can't. He can't.

He stops staring at the taxi driver's head and turns to look out the window.

They are, in fact, going much slower than everyone else on the road. He's not even sure if they're still going to the hospital.

Before you can speak on autopilot, you notice the positive pregnancy test on his desk. He looks at you, with an emotionless smile, and gives you a thumbs-up.